Conglomerate Children Who Look Poor
chapter 15
Afzal turned his body towards the voice of the girl who called out to him.
Afzal saw a girl who looked pretty. Her tall body was clad in tight denim pants and short sweatshirts, coupled with high heels that made her more compatible. The girl is now behind him.
The girl hid both her hands behind her hips, both her eyes glaring at Afzal with a fed up look.
“Afzal, do you think it is natural that you depend your life on campus subsidies when you can afford to buy fifty-five thousand dollars worth of luxury for yourself? Listen, starting next year, you will be excluded from the list of subsidiaries!” the girl exclaimed to Afzal in a cold manner.
“Whitney, Afzal got the money as a reward for his efforts to save a girl's life! The girl's parents gave her a shopper's card as an expression of gratitude for her kindness. Why are you thinking about revoking the Afzal subsidy? Don't challenge you the president of a student society and then be able to make the decisions you want!”
The president of the sorority glared at Harper with a cold expression on his face without saying a word.
“What's the deal with you? Should you know that Afzal got the subsidy on the recommendation of the student society? The reason I fought for Afzal to get a subsidy was because I knew he needed it! He bought a Hermes bag worth fifty-five thousand dollars for himself! Cook you did not hear the news circulating all over the campus today?”
“What you are doing is completely against the provisions of the student society! This action of yours alone revokes your right to get subsidies!”
Whitney glanced at Afzal with a look of disdain. Everyone must now have known the story of the Hermes bag from the Felicity live show they watched last night.
Whitney is a figure who is quite respected, in addition to serving as president of the student association, Whitney is also known as one of the favorite students of the rector on campus.
Whitney Jenkins has a distinguished family background and is known for her college football. Whitney is able to handle a variety of issues even in almost all majors on campus.
almost all teachers from all departments know him.
Whitney has a distinctive character that most leaders have, namely looking one eye at people who do not have money and power like Afzal.
To be honest, Whitney had to admit that all this time Afzal was quite obedient and diligent in doing whatever he asked Afzal to do. That is the reason why Whitney always supports that Afzal get subsidies every year.
While other poor students were unwilling to do work for Whitney, they were not recommended to get a subsidy from campus.
It was this attitude that made Harper hate Whitney.
“Afzal, why are you silent?” Whitney asked Afzal still while glaring.
Afzal. To be honest he no longer needed to rely on student union subsidies.
Afzal could understand the reason Whitney underestimated him, arguably the subsidy he had obtained so far was thanks to Whitney's efforts.
Afzal asked, “What do you want from me?”
“Alright then. Since you asked, then I promise to make sure that you can continue to get that subsidy, as long as you want to do something for me. If you can do your duty well, I will forgive your actions that have defiled the reputation of the student society!”
Whitney refers to the fact that everyone is laughing at Afzal and thinks he is stupid for using a shopper's card to buy a bag.
Unconsciously hatred slipped into Whitney's heart because her mind did not stop thinking about the incident.
How can a poor man be so lucky? Could someone just give him a Universal Global Supreme shopper's card?
Even crazier, Afzal gave a Hermes bag worth fifty-five thousand dollars to someone as a birthday gift!
Fifty-five thousand dollars!
If only Afzal gave the bag to him, of course Whitney would be very happy.
Afzal kept quiet and did not respond to Whitney at all! So Whitney intends to teach Afzal a lesson by using the subsidy as a tool.
That's stupid!
“What exactly do you want?” Afzal asked with a flat expression on his face.
“I have a simple request. The student union will be hosting a big event next Sunday and we need someone to clean up the venue. Well, I want you to clean up the auditorium! If you want to do it, then I will still help you to be able to get subsidies next year! Well, what are you waiting for, Afzal. My advice is that you don't have to go to class today. I have your license ready!” Whitney said as she threw the fake letter at Afzal.
Whitney twisted her body and passed away leaving the sound of her high heels clashing against the floor.
“Damn it, base lady hustler!”
Harper couldn't take it anymore and cursed out loudly.
Afzal's other roommate, Benjamin, was unyielding, feeling very angry.
“Do not worry, Afzal. I don't think you need to clean the auditorium. Do you know how big the auditorium is? Is it not possible for an Afzal to clean it himself? Never mind, let's go to class.”
Benjamin patted Afzal's shoulder gently.
“Then what will happen with Afzal subsidy?”
Afzal's roommates are feeling a little uneasy.
After thinking for a moment, Harper finally clapped his hands:
“Alright, how about we help Afzal clean the auditorium? If we compact and together clean the auditorium will definitely be finished quickly.”
“Agree! Great idea!”
Afzal's roommates nodded in unison.
Afzal felt his heart warm.
Afzal again felt optimistic about his life on campus despite having experienced a lot of humiliation over the past three years.
The presence of friends who can accept his poor condition means a lot to Afzal.
They deserve a sincere brother and always want the best for Afzal.
Afzal did not want his friends to feel his punishment.
To be honest, Afzal wanted to be frank with his friends that he was actually the son of a wealthy man.
But Afzal was forced to abandon his intentions out of fear of losing his friendship with them if he told the truth.
“Already. I'll clean up the auditorium myself. Anyway this isn't the first time I've had to clean the auditorium myself. One more thing between you there is nothing as great and as skilled as me to clean up, so your help will not mean much!”
After weighing up, Afzal decided to postpone the opening of his identity first.
Afzal held himself back for a while.
Afzal manguju auditorium alone.
“Afzal, why so long ago new here? Do you think now you are great because you can buy expensive bags?”
As soon as Afzal showed his foot into the auditorium, Whitney immediately greeted with ridicule.
“Hahaha!”
Everyone in the auditorium laughed loudly at Whitney's words of ridicule.
They are busy preparing for their show next Sunday.
Whitney deliberately asked the entire team of performers from every department to conduct a rehearsal in the auditorium.
“Don't do it, dong! After all he could afford to buy a bag for fifty-five thousand dollars! Compared to him we are nothing?”
“Yup, be careful when you speak, Miss President! Don't let Afzal really become a rich and powerful man and throw a wad of money in your face!”
The women in the room looked at Afzal and laughed.
Instead, the men looked at Afzal with envious gazes.
They were envious of Afzal's luck.
They imagine if they could buy a ts for fifty-five thousand dollars, then they would choose to give it to the president of the student society.
Afzal acted deaf and did not want to respond at all to their scorn.
Afzal took a broom and prepared to start cleaning the room.
“Surge! Do you really feel like a rich and powerful man now?”
A tall and burly man pushed Afzal to the side violently.
Afzal almost fell because of it.
Of course Afzal knows this guy. His name was Victor Wright and he was vice president of the student society and also captain of the college basketball team.
Victor's parents were known as successful and wealthy traders.
Victor is among those who have contributed to all the suffering and humiliation Afzal experienced during his three years on campus.
“Victor! Why are you here?”
Whitney was surprised by Victor's sudden appearance and hurriedly greeted him with joy.
Victor is the kind of guy Whitney likes. In addition to being tall, handsome and rich, Victor is also a reliable basketball player.
Victor is the female dream character.
The women who were training in the room blushed looking at Victor.
“Oh! I'm here now because I left the house early this morning to the car modification place,” Victor replied while sipping his drink.
“Mobile? Whahuh? So you have a car, Victor?”
Some girls are dumbfounded.
“Hahaha. Yes, I bought a car type Audi A6, quite exciting, anyway!” Victor explained while laughing proudly.
“Wow!”
The girls are getting more and more confused.
Whitney unconsciously approached Victor.
“Your local or import?”
Actually it does not matter whether the car is local or imported because the Audi A6 car is a type of powered car.
“Import, dong! My father bought it through a friend so he could get a hundred thousand dollars cheaper than his normal price! Hahaha!” Victor smiled proudly.
This time Whitney showed a strange expression on her face.
Afzal who was busy sweeping the floor, could not bear to not eavesdrop on their conversation especially when they were talking about cars.
It was Afzal's dream for a long time to have his own car.
Afzal does not care about the brand and type of car, which is important real cars and can walk!
Why is this his dream? Because in the past, Afzal could not afford a car.
So Afzal was curious and teru stole their talk.
All of Afzal's attention was on their conversation.
Without realizing it Afzal swept the legs of a girl who was sitting on the pulpit.
“Ahh!”
Afzal came to his senses after hearing the girl scream loudly.
